Wanted by Rose Barnes (life books to read .TXT) 📖

the unfamiler man in the room who gave me my memorys back is my best friend or was, but that was until me and my family found out what i was and what he was.My father threatened him to leave me alone and never see me again and told him the most hurtful thing he could ever imagin.That i didnt care for him and that i wanted him gone.I just stood there in the darkness watching the memory play as my father threatened him.Christian.The one were that i actually cared for, i never told anyone my feelings but i can never hind them from my mother, as i stood there i realized that i cared for him more than i cared for anyone( including my self.)

After my father left him i watched him break down and fold in on him self and started to mourn,because of what my father said, that i didn't care for him and i wanted him gone.I watched as he walked to the forest and his clothes began to shead, like the leaves that fall of trees, as his fur began to come through his skin, the colour of the fur was beautiful soft and smooth cheeta fur, i watched as his legs snapped and replaced them selves to became the legs of a cheeta, his musclar arms and shoulder broke and the joints snapped and moved back into there animal form, i watched as his human teeth became thouse of animal and i watched as his tail swished the broken leaves around him, he was on all fours.Christian let out a ear piercing,saddened cry and took off running, running to get away from the the one who he cared about the most, the one who stole his heart.

When a were changes forms it is usually quick and painless but from what i just watched he did it slowely on perporpes to feel the pain and forget about the heart break he went through but that only last a mear 10 seconds and it comes crashing back, the painfull memory. When the image finished it started up again.Tears worked there whey through my vision and rolled out the corners of my eyes and stolled down my face.
I have had enough of the images and the unexpected feelings rushing back.So i ran.I knew i couldnt escape the memory world as i call it but i ran and carried on running.The blackness started to close in on me and i suddenly felt weak, weaker than i ever felt before so i just stopped and welcomed the darkness.

chapter 9.

When i woke up the memory's came rushing back aswell as the feelings.I sat in in the bed i was in and looked around at the corner of the bed, sat Christian.His blond and black hair covered his closed blue eyes,he was tanned and very-very muscual.I sat there staring at him until there was knock on the door.Christain whirled aroaund stood up and whent to the door, the chair scooted back a couple of meters but that was about it until it hit the wall with a thud.He opend the door and there was a maid there.Well if you called a whore in a maid outfit a maid.Just seeing her made me gag and want to rip her head off.Its always been like that with whores.I know its not my fault for what they are but it does tick me off alot when they prance around with a fake everthing.
"Hey Christian want to have a little fun baby." said the whor- i mean maid." No Christy i dont want to have a little fun and never will thank you, your not my type."said Christian. " Yeah like your type would be a fake tangarine." i said under my breath, but apparntly not to low enough because they both heard me.Christain eyes held amusment while Christy had a look of death in her eyes.
" Oi bitch what are you doing in Christians bed thats my terf." said Christy.
" really i dont see your name onit." i said.I smiled and she lunged for me.I closed my eyes and braced myself for impact, but it didnt come. I slowly opened my eyes and found my self looking at Christy being pinned up against the wall and Christian behind her.
" Listen carefully you,you will never hurt Zoey she is mine and mine alone if i ever find out you layed a hand on her you will be executed.Understand ?!" said Christian in deathly toned voice.
"Y-yes-s sir-r Christian." she said with a scared and worried filled tone.
"Good now run along."he said and let go, she dropped to the floor and scurried away to the door.I watched as she opend the door and ran out.The door swinged shut behind her.
" You know, you always cause trouble little princess." Whispered Christain behind my ear.His hot breath against my neck whilst he brushed his fingers over my cheek.I couldnt suppress my giggles.
" So you know eveything now about what your true feelings are and the memorys." he said with a sad filled tone but with a hint of hope.I turned around and was suprised by the closness of out bodys. I looked into his eyes and saw love desire and hope in their.I smiled faintly and the hope died out.I put m hand against his cheek.
" Yes i do remember, i even saw what my father said to you just before we were leaving and what you did in the woods and the pain you went through.." i paused to see his reaction, he looked hurt and upset." and what he said wasnt true i do care about you even more than i care for myself and i dont want you to leave ever, i even think im falling for.." i didnt get to finish the end of the sentence because Christaine swooped me up and hugged me in the air, squizing the air out of me.I couldnt help but giggle at the happiness and love in his eyes. He sat me back down on the bed and wraped his arm around my waist bringing my back agaist his chest.
" Hey one question though" i said.
" And whats that" he said.
" why did Christy call you sir Christian" i asked while turning round in his arms so that we were face to face.
" oh thats easy that because im the Prince of the Were's " he said with a smile. Imprint

Publication Date: 02-02-2011

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